On the verge of manhood (or at least boyhood)

Today marked a very special event in Jonah's life: He pooped on the potty. He was in his high chair at lunch and I noticed that he was working on something in his diaper. I asked him if he was making some poops and he said, "Potty!" I ignored it for a few minutes figuring he didn't really know what he was talking about and that he had probably already done what he had to do in his diaper. But after a few more requests for the potty I took him out of the high chair and we headed to the bathroom. I found that he had not done much in the diaper and after a minute of sitting on the potty he performed his task! I was so happy and proud of him!

Somehow I thought this would be a turning point and he would poop on the potty from here on out, but we found a very messy diaper when putting him to bed tonight. (Veteran moms are probably laughing their heads off right now. One poop on the potty? Ha! You've got a long way to go, sister!) Oh well. It was ground breaking. Let the potty training begin!